The story of us. Part sixteen: now.

Read part one here.

Read part two here.

Read part three here.

Read part four here.

Read part five here.

Read part six here.

Read part seven here.

Read part eight here.

Read part nine here.

Read part ten here.

Read part eleven here.

Read part twelve here.

Read part thirteen here.

Read part fourteen here.

Read part fifteen here.

When I started this Saturday morning series, I had no idea exactly how it would go. There’s things I’ve missed that I’ve remembered later and thought I ought to have added. Stories that formed who I am, who my children and my husband are, the people we’ve become.

I didn’t imagine what the last post might look like. Even I didn’t see this coming.

In March 2014, a big (little) family will get a little bit bigger, Lord willing. I am pregnant again, and, having passed the point of both miscarriages, trying to gain confidence that this pregnancy will continue, that I will get to meet this little one. I am thrilled to be nauseous after having not been for the babies I lost, I’m exhausted, and excited to meet this new little one. I don’t know where we’ll put it, I know I’d like another homebirth, and I’m not sure what mothering seven will look like.

But I’m so excited to find out.

Sterling is voting for twin boys to even things out. I’m wondering how much he values his mother’s sanity.

Ruby is voting for twin girls just to spite Sterling. The thought makes my head spin.

I’m praying for healthy, full term, and mild mannered. The world can only handle so many Pierces.